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Name: Mike Birthday: 7/8/1985 Gender: Male
Interests: Guitar, Watching/Playing sports, Chillin with my friends, Cars, Street Racing, Going to Six Flags, Music (all kinds), Men's asses, Thick cocks, Pepsi, Serpico, Dildos, Cock, Big cocks, Cocks with cum, and more cock Expertise: Umm...I'm not really an expert at anything other than chokin mah chicken!! Occupation: Sales
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5/26/2003
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| Well, this Xanga is fucked up, so I made a new one. Different name...same thoughts. Here's the link http://www.xanga.com/Suffoc8InSilence | | |
| My message to her:
You've already hurt me to the point where I didn't want to live so there's no way you can hurt me anymore. I have so much I want to say and dammit I'm going to say it, and I'm not holding a damn thing back.
You're getting mad at me, for what? Because I still love you? IF anyone should be pissed, its me. You lied to me, you cheated on me, you scarred me for life with your childish games. I bet you're thinking, "How did I lie to you?". Well, here's the answer. You said you wanted to be with me forever -- that was a lie. You said we would be friends no matter what -- another lie. Most guys would have given up on you the first time you messed up, but I didn't. And you know why? Because I love you...that's why. Normally, I wouldn't say anything like this because I wouldn't want to hurt you. But seeing how you don't give a damn about me or how I feel and seeing how I'm dead to you, there's no point to holding back anymore. You threw away a damn good guy for a complete asshole. Yeah, I said it. It's amazing how you would just throw away what we had for him...who, in my book, is nothing but a worthless pile of shit who doesn't deserve a damn thing other than to get his ass kicked. I hope your time with that fucker is short and I hope when you two are done and after a painful break-up when you're left worse than I am, you'll realize a couple of things. We had it all and you threw it away. Maybe then you'll also realize that what we had wasn't as bad as you seem to think it was. I don't care if you want him to see this, because guess what...I AM NOT AFRAID OF HIM! If he wants to fight me for it, fine! I'm not going to back down from him. And don't even try to say that I changfed, because not a damn thing changed except for you. So goodbye, but not forever, because you haven't heard the last of me. This relationship is your loss.
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Well, this Xanga is fucked up, so I made a new one. Different name...same thoughts. Here's the link http://www.xanga.com/Suffoc8InSilence | | |
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Heart In Conclusion By: Mike Bagarello
I lay in bed Staring at the ceiling Still unsure as to why This is how I'm still feeling A heart-wrenching tune Fills up the room Tears fill my eyes And my heart and soul are consumed Too many time You played with my emotions Can't you see those games are pointless? I mean, nobody ever wins I know that it's you That tore us apart But no matter what happens You'll always be in my heart You seem to think That I ceased to exist What if that really happened? Would you care? Would I be missed? I wish you could see What you turned me into My life is hell; its been ruined Simply because you said "we're through" Hopefully you'll see what you're missing with me But will you ever? Until then, I guess this is goodbye But hopefully not forever | | |
| So bored...
So alone...
Hate it this way...
Someone, please, take me away from here... | | |
| Hey all. Im fuckin exhausted right now. I woke up at quarter to 8 and went to Arturo's. Then me, him, his sisters, Nicole, Apryl, and Cynthia wemt to Six Flags. Hit all the coasters we wanted to and then we were all treated to a free concert from SUGARCULT. It fuckin rocked. Right now, I'm chillin at Arturo's for a little while. I'll be back home tonight to talk to the few people that talk to me on AIM. Later all. And Sugarcult put on an awesome fuckin show...everyone should see them. | | |
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